It was almost half an hour later that there was a knock at Axel’s door.
He sighed, not ready to have this conversation.
“I don’t want to talk, Ashleigh,” he called.
“It’s not Ashleigh,” Bell called back.
He unlocked the door and returned to his desk without looking at her.
Bell stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She sat down on his bed without a word.
“I brought you something,” Bell said cheerfully.
Axel turned in his chair, to see that Bell held out a Snickers.
He took the candy bar and tipped it in her direction.
“Thanks,” he said, setting it down on the desk.
“You really have given it up, haven’t you?” she asked.
“What?” he asked.
“Chocolate, candy, and anything remotely sugary was part of your obsession.”
“I wasn’t that bad,” Axel sighed.
